Chapter 1575: mutation

"What premonition?"
Zhang Yifeng asked lightly.
"I think he must be prevented from playing chess, otherwise, we might all die."
Guan Mufeng answered, his face very solemn.
The two black-armored warriors on the lake, although the aura is not strong, Guan Mufeng feels that he can deal with it, but who knows how many such black-armored warriors are under this Hu Po?
If there are all black armored fighters under Hu Bo, they will all have to explain here.
Hearing Guan Mufeng's words, Zhang Yifeng's expression also became serious, because he also felt the same as Guan Mufeng's.
"Old Xu, they must be prevented from continuing to play chess, otherwise we may all be in danger." Zhang Yifeng said to Xu Liang solemnly.
"prevent?"
Xu Liang frowned. He didn't understand why he wanted to stop playing chess. For a while, he couldn't make any decision.
At this moment, Sun Hao's cold voice suddenly came over.
"Why, don't you say that on purpose because you are afraid of what they will get?"
This sentence clearly questioned Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng glanced at Sun Hao, and said lightly, "I'm just a suggestion. As for whether you listen to it, it's up to you."
Although he realized that unexpected danger would happen, Zhang Yifeng was not too worried. Soldiers came to cover the water and earth. If there is a danger that is difficult to deal with, the big deal will wake up Hong Ling and let her run away with her.
It's just that he wouldn't do that if he didn't have to.
In addition, Sun Hao and Lin Yue both had things that interest Zhang Yifeng, and he didn't want to just leave like this.
Aside, Xu Liang's face hesitated for a while, his eyes moved on the faces of Sun Hao and Zhang Yifeng, as if weighing some important decision.
"what!"
At this moment, a burst of exclamation suddenly sounded from the crowd.
Xu Liang turned around to look, his face changed slightly.
I saw in the lake pavilion, the severed hand cultivator spit out another mouthful of blood, and then his figure suddenly exploded, splashed with a cloud of blood, and blood stains were scattered on the chessboard on the stone table.
At the same time, there were five more black armored warriors on the lake. Since then, the number of black armored warriors has reached seven!
In the lake pavilion, watching the broken hand monk burst into a cloud of blood mist, the eyes of the eighth-layer monk in the Yuanhua Period and another four-layer monk in the Yuanhua Period were extremely shocked.
"You, go on." A coldness flashed in the eyes of the eighth-layer cultivator of Yuanhua Period, and said with a gloomy look at the other surviving cultivator.
Hearing this, the monk's face changed drastically, and he shook his head, his eyes full of fear.
"No, I don't want to die!"
Snapped!
As soon as his voice fell, he received a firm slap on his face, and half of his face instantly swelled.
"I'm going to you, you don't want to die, I don't want to die yet, if you don't, I will kill you now!"
The fourth-floor monk of Yuanhua Period shrank his neck, facing the threat of the eighth-floor monk of Yuanhua Period, he gritted his teeth and came to the stone table, tremblingly picked up a white chess and was about to fall.
"stop!"
At this time, a yin bird's voice rang.
Zhang Yifeng followed the sound, and there was an unexpected look in his eyes, and it was Master Sun Hao and Lin Yue who spoke.
In the lake pavilion, the monk heard Lin Yue's words and immediately stopped his movements.
The face of the eighth-floor monk in the Yuanhua Period changed. He looked at Lin Yue and asked respectfully: "My lord, why stop? Any instructions?"
Lin Yue snorted coldly and said, "Destroy that chessboard."
Destroy the board? How do they leave?
Both monks' expressions changed, and they were about to speak, but at this moment, Sun Hao's voice came and seemed a little worried.
"Master, never do it."
Lin Yue condensed his eyes, looked at Sun Hao, and asked coldly: "Why not?"
Sun Hao's face changed, and his eyes became hesitant.
"Xiaohao, are you hiding something from your teacher?" Lin Yue suddenly asked harshly when Sun Hao hadn't spoken for a long time.
Sun Hao hurriedly shook his head, and respectfully said: "Even if you give the disciple ten courage, the disciple dare not hide from Master. The disciple just thinks that there must be something strange about this chessboard. Proper."
Lin Yue looked at Sun Hao with gloomy eyes, and said sharply: "Xiaohao, do you know that for that thing, the teacher has offended the entire Clear Sky Sect. If he fails to do so this time, he will be very angry for the teacher. ."
Sun Hao squeezed a smile on his face and spoke again: "Master, the disciple never dare to conceal anything. From the information I got, that thing is here. Master, don't worry. If you die, you will definitely find something like that for Master."
Lin Yue narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "It's the best, don't play tricks in front of me."
Seeing Lin Yue's expression, Sun Hao secretly squeezed his sweat, and then his face was cold, his eyes looked at the two monks in the Huxin Pavilion, and he yelled angrily: "What are you doing? Don't continue!"
"Yes, my lord."
The eighth-floor monk of Yuanhua Period responded, then looked at the thin monk and slapped him on the head.
"Didn't you hear what the lord said? Hurry up!"
The skinny monk was beaten for the second time, and a hint of hatred appeared in the depths of his eyes. He raised his right hand and reached out to the stone bowl with Baizi.
However, he did not take out the chess pieces, but directly picked up the entire stone bowl, turned around abruptly, and snapped it on his head before the Yuanhua Stage eighth-floor monk could react.
"go to hell!"
The Baizi in the stone bowl poured out, hitting the head of the eighth-floor monk in Yuanhua Period, and immediately smashed the opponent's head.
At this moment, a strange scene appeared.
I saw blood constantly seeping from the heads of the eighth-floor monks in the Yuanhua Period, blending into the white chess pieces.
The strange thing is that the blood did not stain the red chess piece, but directly infiltrated the chess piece. As the blood infiltrated the chess piece, the white chess piece floated up and rotated in the air to form a white "dead" character.
"Ah, I want you to die!"
After being attacked by the skinny monk, the eighth-floor monk of Yuanhua Period finally reacted, only to hear a roar from his mouth, and then slammed his fist at the skinny monk.
The skinny cultivator was not as good as the opponent, so he could only raise his hand to defend, but where he was the opponent of the tall and mighty Yuanhuan eighth-layer cultivator, he staggered back almost instantly with a punch from the opponent.
"what!"
The skinny monk screamed and hit his head on the stone table. The blood flowed like a shot. The black chess pieces in the stone bowl were scattered on the stone table, stained with blood.
The black chess pieces on the stone table absorbed the blood stains, and suddenly made a few "hum" sounds, and even flew into the air, forming a black "sheng" character.